Chapter 983

"I don't know who that man is, but that man is fierce, do you know? It's fierce. "

"Who is so fierce?" Nangong Yan asked again.

Yueru frost shook her head and said, "I can't say it. If I say it, he will kill me. I don't want to die. I'm afraid of death."

"It can be said that if you tell me, I can protect you, no one can hurt you, and your safety will be guaranteed."

"No, don't push me."

"Rushuang, good..."

No matter what nangongyan said, the moon is always so mysterious and mysterious, which is completely incomprehensible.

Nangong Yan's brow is frowning more and more tightly. He wants to do something to express his mood, but he is especially afraid of doing something to make the moon like frost be stimulated again.

He can see that the moon is like frost now. It doesn't look like a child of several years old. It's just a psychopath, a person with completely abnormal mind, who is full of nagging.

"Rushuang, do you remember who I am?" Nangongyan can't stop asking if the moon is like frost.

The moon is like frost slanting a head to look at South Temple inflammation, for a long time, she just says with a smile: "Yan Yan, did you come to see me? They all say that I am a beauty and a disaster to the country and the people, but I just like you. Why doesn't anyone believe me? "

Smell speech, the South Temple inflammation heart sharp suddenly a quiver, looking at the moon such as frost pupil Mou suddenly a MI, is even breathing all hasty a few minutes, wait for him to open a mouth, the voice is unconsciously belt a few minutes to tremble.

"Rushuang, what did you just say? You like me? But really? "

"What's steamed? I don't like steamed, I like boiled, I like fried, do you know oil fruit? The one sprinkled with sesame seeds is really delicious. " If yuerushuang takes over nangongyan, it's totally wrong.

Nangongyan looks at the moon like frost. For a moment, he doesn't know whether to be angry or painful.

He thought that he could hear her true words, but after all, he thought more about it. Now Rushuang is just a girl who is not clear headed. What can she say? Maybe she doesn't know what she's talking about.

Before, she was not like this. Why did she become like this? What is it?

With the idea behind, Nangong Yan himself can't help trembling. When did he begin to believe that he no longer believed in Rushuang?

It's obvious that her appearance is not normal. She doesn't seem to be pretending. How can he doubt her?

Unconsciously, looking at her line of sight was a bit sorry.

The moon is like frost. Naturally, she can see clearly, but she doesn't show it.

She knows exactly what she's going to do now.

Before listening to night Mo Chen about nangongyan began to doubt her, she also felt some can't believe, but now, she didn't feel so difficult to accept, after all, what is the identity of nangongyan? What's her status? When something conflicts, he has to make a choice after all.

Obviously, between her and the king of Dingbei, although nangongyan kept saying that he believed in her all the time, when he really chose, he chose to believe in the king of Dingbei, even though he was very contradictory.

The moon is like frost. She can't help sneering. Before, she felt a little embarrassed, but now it seems that she doesn't have the need at all.

Yes, she used his feelings, no, but now it seems that this man who has been saying that he only loves her and has to do with her, does not even have the most fundamental trust in her.

Such a person, what qualifications to ask for her love?

Yuerusheng has every reason to believe that even though she belongs to nangongyan, when she encounters conflict, his choice may be her at first, but it will never last.

What's the point of getting along like this?

Thinking of this, she could not help thinking of Yemo Chen.

Yes, Yemo Chen once hurt her, but at least he absolutely trusted her. Except for the time when he forgot her, he always believed in her. Maybe he didn't believe in her at first, but he absolutely believed in her later.

That's the difference. She's not a fool. She knows how to choose. She believes that anyone with a little brain will know how to choose.

"How are you? Like frost? Are you ok? "

Nangongyan's voice rang out in my ears, and the moon was like frost. Fortunately, her performance was always like that, and she was not afraid of what nangongyan suspected.

If you doubt it, what evidence can you get?

"Like frost?" See the moon such as frost delay no response, nangongyan again swab exploratory call way.

Yuerushuang never answered, but closed her eyes, which made nangongyan speechless.

He wanted to pull people up and ask clearly, but before he moved, he heard her stomach sing empty city plan.

Slightly Leng for a while, Nangong Yan turned and walked out without hesitation: "I'll help you get some food."The sound of the footstep went farther and farther until it disappeared.

The moon is like frost. I just open my eyes. My eyes are clear. Where is the confusion just now?

If nangongyan comes back now, you can see the moon like frost.

She couldn't sleep. She was instinctively afraid or resistant. She didn't know how to control that mood.

The tension that never happened before is especially clear at this time.

Think, think, her eyelids are uncontrollably to close, she dozed for a while, eventually fell asleep.

When nangongyan came back, yuerushun really fell asleep.

He looked at the way she was still frowning when she was asleep. For a moment, his mood was hard to calm down. At the top of his heart, he felt as if he had been stabbed by something. It hurt.

Raise your hand and naturally smooth your brows.

However, he just met the frosty eyebrow, and she jumped up very sensitively.

"Don't kill me, don't..."

"Like frost..." Nangong Yan grabbed the moon like frost and said, "you can see clearly. I am Yanyan. I won't kill you. With me here, no one can kill you."

The moon is like frost, but it doesn't seem to hear it. She keeps shaking her head and muttering in her mouth.

Nangong Yan frowned, stretched out her hand to fix her face, and said in a deep voice: "Rushuang, open your eyes and see me, I'm Nangong Yan, your Yan."

It seems that his shouting played a role. Yuerushuang immediately opened her eyes, but there was still unspeakable panic in her eyes.

"Frost, don't be afraid, it's me!" Nangong Yan reaches out his hand and embraces people in his arms, comforting them over and over, but he doesn't know that the moon has already raised a knife to him.